Anyone who has a sibling can agree that you go through a lot together, from the crazy shenanigans that you pulled on each other to the ones you partook in together; each one of them has a unique story behind them.
Through the reminiscing and sharing of these memories that happened when you were young and naive or something you did together just last week, it oftentimes leaves a room filled with laughs and smiles. It is fun to think about and hold tight to those silly things we did together with our born to be partner in crime.
I’m no exception here and I have been mighty blessed to have been able to grow up alongside my twin sister Dana, whom without a doubt has been my partner in crime since day one. Before we could even walk we were pulling tricks on the parents and confusing them with who was who without even trying.
As the years progressed so did our little tomfooleries…the list could go on and on about all the pranks we pulled on each other or all our little cover-ups we pulled in order to not get in trouble and today I’m going to give you just a small glimpse into the ridiculous and goofy life of the KamBam twins:
‘I’ll give you apenny ’… this is something my dad would also tell my sister and I. For each weed we pulled in the yard he promised a penny. You see in Dana and I’s little brains a penny added up to a lot, “just think Dana, 60 weeds pulled means a whole dollar!” (what amazing math skills right?! haha)
Whenever dad made this offer Dana and I would be outside for what seemed like hours (probably close to 20 minutes) as we ‘pulled’ weeds. You see Dana and I didn’t always feel like pulling weeds, and us being the genius’ we were we just decided to either work together using different tactics.
Sometimes we’d pull up a huge weed and tear it up into five pieces to make it look like five weeds. Other times we’d just rip off the tops of the weeds and save us the effort of having to pull up the root. The worst thing we did was when dad wasn’t looking we’d just take a bunch of gravel and throw it on top the remaining weeds to hide them and then proceed to tell him we were done…and it worked every time….
Mom had just left for work and Dana and I were running behind to get to school, luckily our elementary school was just down the street so we could make it there in no time! Except on this fine morning, we had a MASSIVE sibling squabble…still don’t remember what it was about, but somehow Dana ended up chasing me around upstairs with an open Sharpie. I was not about to go to school with a Sharpie face so I dove into the bathroom and slammed the door shut in her face along with the Sharpie.
Instantly it fell silent and I cautiously opened the door as I was greeted by the most horrified expression on my sister's face, my eyes followed in the direction of hers as we both stared at the heart-stopping, HUGE black lines across the white door. We instantly rushed to the closet where our mom kept all the paint and we tested every single white paint we owned until we found the right match to cover it up.
Fifteen minutes till school and we were sitting in front of the bathroom door frantically painting and hoping our artistic skills would do…and they did because to this day our mom never found out…well, she probably will now after this article but aw well!
As they say, ‘twins are double the trouble ’, and I have to agree there is some truth to this. Often times, like any siblings, we’d fight and brawl and eventually get caught and be sent to our rooms…our parents didn’t know our little secret when they ‘punished’ us by separating us from each other. Dana's room and my room were right next to each other, the only thing dividing it was our two closets.
Whenever we’d be ‘sent away’ one of us would send the ‘code’ (a knock on the closet wall) and we both would reside in the hidden corner of our closets and talk through the wall. Soon enough we’d cool down and end up laughing together and making fun of how funny or parents looked when they got angry. By the time our parents would come to talk to us both Dana and I would be in a 10x better mood and go back to our happy sister ways.
“It was nice growing up with someone like you – someone to lean on, someone to count on… someone to tell on.”
I could fill peoples ears for hours with all the memories and stories my sister and I have made over the years. From the moments we’d push each other down the stairs in the laundry basket to the times we’d play hide and seek from my mom in the middle of Ross, from in-between the clothing racks; each moment spent with her was and still is an adventure
So take it all in, think back on the moments shared or call up your ‘partner in crime’ and just reminisce through laughter as you think back on all you’ve been through together.
“Sister. She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child.”- Barbara Alpert